Nightmare Attack

"Go," Pei Gan stood up with a sullen face, "Go to another house and have a look."

The two houses are not far apart, about 15 meters away. Thanks to the dark man raising the stove in the other room, a warmth came upon him as soon as he walked in.

This eased everyone's mind to some extent.

After a brief inspection, the layout inside is roughly the same, with a small hall in the middle and a bedroom on the east and west sides.

Other than that, nothing strange was found.

"We..." Jiang Zhongyi's tone paused, "Are we going to sleep here tonight?"

Pei Gan looked around, especially standing at the door, looking out for a long time, and suddenly said: "Tonight, four people live here, and the other four go back to sleep."

Hearing that Jiang Zhongyi even suspected that there was a problem with his ears, he was still saying that there was a problem here, I am afraid there will be danger at night, why now...

Zhou Rong’s expression was cold. His aggressive attitude repeatedly conflicted with Pei Gan, but on this matter, the two had the same views. He nodded and said: "I agree with Mr. Pei’s views."

"Look," Zhou Rong pointed at the door. "You can see the front yard from here, and you can see another room from this direction."

"From the other room you can see the backyard and that building," Zhou Rong stared at the largest building in the courtyard.

The reason why the term house is not used to describe it is really because it is too big, more than twice the size of the two houses combined.

Standing alone on the west side at the moment, melting into a black shadow in the dark night.

And this shadow brings everyone inexplicably uneasy.

"We live in these two rooms separately, and each room will keep people on guard at night, so that our vision will be much better, and we can give early warning of emergencies." Zhou Rong stared at the shadow and said.

What he said sounds very reasonable.

"Gurulu—"

There was a rush, and some embarrassing voice sounded behind him.

Everyone turned around and saw Chen Xiaomeng at the end squinting to the right in embarrassment, as if... the sound just now has nothing to do with her.

It's no wonder that after walking on the mountain road for most of the day, and just drank a few sips of porridge in the morning, it is hard for her to endure until now. Most people look at her kindly.

Only...

Pulling away and blocking his Penfolds, Jiang Cheng went up to Chen Xiaomeng in a hurry, blinking and asked: "Long'er, are you hungry? Do you need Ping'er to find you something to eat?"

Chen Xiaomeng was annoyed when she saw him, she gritted her teeth and said in a low voice, "Go away, I won't eat your food even if I starve to death."

"Oh~~" Jiang Cheng straightened his body, while naturally digging out sweet potatoes from his bulging clothes, he nodded and said back: "That way, then I'm relieved."

The others were shocked when they saw the sweet potatoes that Jiang Cheng took out. They couldn't think of how Jiang Cheng hid them in his clothes and kept them with them.

But there are sweet potatoes to eat, who cares about them?

Everyone sat in a circle honestly, staring at Jiang Cheng, laying out the sweet potatoes one by one, and roasting them on the edge of the stove.

There are a total of eight sweet potatoes, large and small, but they look very delicious.

After walking on the mountain road for a day, their brains stopped thinking after smelling the fragrance of sweet potatoes.

At this time, Penfolds, who had a peculiar brain circuit, even came up with an idea whether ghosts would suddenly appear, and then start grabbing their sweet potatoes.

But fortunately, his worries disappeared with the fragrant sweet potatoes.

Even the painter Pei Gan, who has always been so mature and prudent, swallowed a few drools unconsciously.

Everyone resisted the urge to **** and waited for Jiangcheng to distribute the sweet potatoes.

After all, sweet potatoes were stolen at a risk... No, they were taken at risk.

Jiang Cheng found a fairly clean cloth, wrapped his hands in the cloth, quickly picked up a sweet potato, and gently broke it, the eyes were full of golden yellow.

Zhou Rong's throat rolled fiercely. He had never thought sweet potatoes so delicious.

"Mr. Pei," Jiang Cheng smiled and handed the sweet potatoes, "this is yours."

Pei Gan was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up, flattered and accepted this hard-won sweet potato with extremely high courtesy, and nodded: "Thank you, Mr. Yin."

"polite."

Then in order, Jiang Cheng sent the sweet potatoes one by one.

"Thank you, Mr. Yin," Li Lu sincerely thanked, and then took the sweet potato in her hand.

Now there are three sweet potatoes left, the one that belongs to him, the largest one, and the two smaller ones, which have been roasted, are about to melt.

Yu Man and Chen Xiaomeng were left who did not receive sweet potatoes.

At this moment, perhaps affected by the sweet potato aroma, Chen Xiaomeng's stomach screaming became more and more severe, but she still turned her head stubbornly, did not look at Jiang Cheng, and said nothing.

"There are still two sweet potatoes left," Jiang Cheng held one in one hand, not too hot, acting very embarrassed, "One big and one small, how can I divide it?"

"Naturally, I listen to Mr. Yin's decision," Yu Man's eyes were hot and blurred, and even the words he said gave a hint of charm, which made people imaginative.

Jiang Cheng took the opportunity to take a few more glances because Yu Man, who was sitting on the ground, showing some scenery~www.wuxiamtl.com~ After a long while, he looked ruddy and said, "Then divide it by size."

After speaking, he gave the larger sweet potato to Yu Man, and left the significantly smaller one to Chen Xiaomeng.

At this moment, Chen Xiaomeng was also persuaded by Li Lu, ready to hold back this breath for the time being, and when he had the strength to eat, he was the first to strangle the bastard.

But just as Chen Xiaomeng endured his anger and prepared to learn from the ancients to endure the humiliation and take the sweet potatoes, an unexpected scene happened.

Jiang Cheng actually retracted his hand, and then divided the small sweet potato into two, and then after the comparison, the small and medium piece was divided into two to himself.

"It should be almost done this time," Jiang Cheng said, nodding his head.

This obviously bullying behavior did not arouse everyone's verbal criticism. Everyone was immersed in digesting the sweet potatoes in their hands. This was in a nightmare, and the reality is not feasible here.

Here the basic etiquette, justice, integrity and shame can all be forgotten, as long as... necessary.

Everyone’s sole purpose is to survive.

"Okay," Zhou Rong wiped his hands. The first one stood up from the ground and suggested: "It's already late. Let's rest early."

After a day of tiredness, what they need most is rest. They haven't felt it before. Now that they have added some energy, the feeling of exhaustion burst out.

The next step is to arrange accommodation.

Just when everyone was worried about how to arrange the two people, Jiang Cheng and Chen Xiaomeng, Chen Xiaomeng, who had eaten the sweet potatoes cleanly, stood up at the same time, wiping his mouth dry.

She looked at Jiang Cheng, and the cold and iron face suddenly melted away, "Mr. Yin," she smiled and said intimately, "Let's be together tonight."

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